Isn't this forcing her...... You just want her to see her ugliness with her own eyes?!

“……”

Quan Mo succeeded and put down the knife, but he was still stabbed in the face, and a little blood beaded appeared, which was very red.

"You don't care so much about your face?"

An Ge palpitated, looked at him and asked.

"I care."

"I can't see it." An Ge had no doubt that if she hesitated for a second, he would really be able to scratch his face.

"All I care about is if your gaze makes me uncomfortable because I'm ugly." Quan Mo stared at her and said.

He really cared about how she felt.

Why did she force her to look in the mirror, she even went to the bathroom with her head down to brush her teeth......

Quan Mo threw away the knife and took her hand away.

"Eh, my shoes ......"

An Ge exclaimed, Quan Mo bent down, picked her up, and walked out.

Quan Mo carried her all the way to a floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror, and when An Ge saw the mirror from a distance, he couldn't help but bury half of his injured face on his shoulder, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

This action is a subconscious escape.

Quan Mo carried An Ge to the dressing mirror, put her down, carried her to himself, let her bare feet step on his shoes, stared down at her closed eyes, and said in a magnetic voice, "Good, open your eyes." ”

An Ge immediately covered his face and covered those wounds before opening his eyes......

In the mirror, he is still the same as before, with long hair, no makeup, and his eyes look unrefreshed, clearly revealing inferiority.

The man behind him embraced an overly handsome face, sword eyebrows, clear and cold eyes, a high nose bridge, and faint thin lips......

Quan Mo stood behind her, pressing one hand on her shoulder and grabbing her face with the other.

“……”

An Ge looked at the mirror and refused to let go.

“……”

Quan Mo used a slight force and forcibly tore her hand off......

An Ge weakly felt that her hand was being ripped off, and her face in the mirror suddenly broke into her sight, An Ge quickly turned her head, her eyes fluttering and resisting.

Quan Mo reached out from behind and pinched her chin, turning her face straight.

An Ge lowered his eyes, his breathing was unsteady, a pair of pale pink lips moved, and it took a long time to muster up the courage to slowly raise his eyes and look at the floor mirror in front of him.

It's really ugly.

On the right half of her face are three diagonal scars, the color is not obvious, but the scars are clear......

It turns out that her scar is so ugly.

An Ge raised her hand, her fingertips trembling towards the slightly raised scar, and seeing Quan Mo staring deeply at her in the mirror, she immediately covered her face, "Don't look at it." ”

It's ugly.

It turned out that he was talking about love in the face of such a face.

"Put it down!" Quan Mo grabbed her hand.

An Ge wanted to bow his head evasively, Quan Mo pinched her chin, slowly lowered his head, and his thin lips slowly approached her, An Ge wanted to hide, but he was imprisoned tightly by him and couldn't move.

She looked in the mirror.

I saw that Quan Mo was slowly approaching the ugly and ugly half of her face, and her thin lips kissed the scar fiercely.

“……”

An Ge looked at it, and his heart trembled.

How can you kiss such an ugly face......

Quan Mo picked up the scar on her face and kissed it shallowly, if An Ge didn't really see how ugly his face was, he would think that he was kissing a rare treasure.

His kisses were too tender.

Quan Mo kissed her face little by little, kissing the scar on it, her eyes were half-open, her eyes were deep, and she had a touch of seductive sexiness.